July 17 – Day 67 – Monday

July 17 – Day 67 – Monday

Psalm 76:11
Vow, and pay unto the LORD your God:
let all that be round about him bring presents
unto him that ought to be feared

Bind yourselves to him, and forget not your obligations. Clarke’s Commentary

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Sis Connie Chancellor and Sis Rosalie, daughters, Megan and Lily
took me throughout Oklahoma City, thimble hunting.
We went to 4-5 stores before we finally found

Owl, a wise owl

 

1 Corinthians 1:25
Because the foolishness of God is wiser than men;
and the weakness of God is stronger than men.

Proverbs 2:1-6
My son, if thou wilt receive my words,
and hide my commandments with thee;
So that thou incline thine ear unto wisdom,
and apply thine heart to understanding;
Yea, if thou criest after knowledge,
and liftest up thy voice for understanding;
If thou seekest her as silver,
and searchest for her as for hid treasures;
Then shalt thou understand the fear of the LORD,
and find the knowledge of God.
For the LORD giveth wisdom:
out of his mouth cometh knowledge and understanding.

Last stop, the Savage Quilter,
A fat-quarter sale!
nuff said.

As we drove around sis Connie and I became friends
sharing burdens and being encouraged that God is still in control with wisdom.

Brother David Chancellor and the Farmer spent the day together.
I asked them if they had solved all the world’s problems.
Bro. David said ‘they hadn’t caused any.’

The Morning and Evening of the sixty-seventh day.

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July 16 – Day 66 – Sunday

July 16 – Day 66 – Sunday

Church of God, Moore. Oklahoma

Brother David Chancellor spoke:
Romans 6:23
For the wages of sin is death;
but the gift of God is eternal life
through Jesus Christ our Lord.

from my notes:
. . .the wages of sin IS death,
present tense – separation from God here and now

. . . the gift of God IS eternal life,
present tense – the ability to enjoy God’s presence here and now

The Gift is God.

Think about this:
The price God paid to give us Himself.

410 in the Evening Light Songbook

Have you any time for Jesus?

Have you any time for Jesus?
Can it be, life’s journey through,
that you have no time to serve Him
Who has spent His life for you?

Soon the summons form the portals
of the mansions in the sky
May be sounding your departure
You must them take time to die.

Chancellor’s home

We were invited to dinner at the chancellor’s.
If you get an invite, don’t pass it up.

Sunday noon is Family dinner, 20+ and us.
Made me remember fixing Sunday dinner before church
and the aroma that greeted us when we got home.
Precious memories seem to overlook the work.
I’m trying to figure out how to do it again.

We spent the afternoon with Bro David and Sis Connie
enjoying with them the quiet when everyone had gone.
For us oldies, that is part of the good times, too.

We attended evening service also.

Reacquainting ourselves with Saints who had stayed in our home
whether for a few days or just an afternoon and a meal.

A day like this, for me, is a very good day.

The view out the left rear window at night

The Morning and Evening of the sixty-sixth day.

July 15 – Day 65 – Saturday

July 15 – Day 65 – Saturday

Psalm 74:12-13,15-17
For God is my King of old,
working salvation in the midst of the earth.
Thou didst divide the sea by thy strength:
thou brakest the heads of the dragons in the waters.
Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood:
thou driedst up mighty rivers.
The day is thine, the night also is thine:
thou hast prepared the light and the sun.
Thou hast set all the borders of the earth:
thou hast made summer and winter.

Psalm 75:1
Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks,
unto thee do we give thanks:
for that thy name is near thy wondrous works declare.

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the Farmer got up at his normal time,
I got up earlier than normal because
we have many miles to go until we sleep.

About 25 minutes after we go on the road

we met Texas

yard art

golden corn as far as the eye can see

Texas street signs,
no names just numbers, large numbers

Mineola, Texas is one neat town!

found in the free parking lot for the town.

First, it is the home of

Stitchin’ Heaven, a quilt shop,
where I have purchased many dollars worth of fabric and quilt kits,
was one of the first stops I put on our journey.
I don’t think I’ve finished a quilt from them,
but I am still alive, so there is hope.
I got to walk through the doors
and breathe deeply of that one-of-a-kind odor, new fabric.
I wandered all around the shop a couple times,
(it’s a good thing this shop is not located
within 50 miles of Sacramento)
picking up odds and ends of quilty stuff and
next Thanksgivings jigsaw puzzle.
When we are finished with the puzzle
it goes to my mother.

This magnet -boot on white- will go on my fridge –
I know you can’t believe it.

Secondly, it has more antique stores in the 2 X 3 block area
than in any town we have visited.
What a place for a thimble hunt.

First shop we entered = Nestfeathers, drool,
a darling shop, the owner is a quilter!

Cute quilty stuff, no thimble.

Second shop – Between Friends
found homemade cookies
must keep up my strength for hunting,
found a special gift for ‘T’
No thimble, but received a map of the town
with circled possibilities.

Third shop – Karen’s Korner

Aunt Jemima was waiting to go to California!
I’m getting hungry for pancakes.
Kyle and Autumn get ready for brunch!

We did all this in less than two hours!

On to Oklahoma!
Some pruning needs to be done on their sign,
too bad they don’t have a Farmer.

Even the smallest town across the states
have one or more pizza parlors and

a subway either free standing or in a gas station.

As we neared Oklahoma City
we could see the clouds darkening
and rain in the distance.
We drove right through this afternoon storm.
Temperature before the storm in the 90’s,
after in the 70’s with a nice breeze.
This doesn’t happen often,
usually it just gets muckier after a storm.

Arrived at Roadrunner RV Park
just before the office closed.

Again my view isn’t exciting,
but sitting quietly knitting in a cool breeze was a treat.

The Morning and Evening of the sixty-fifth day.